Chapter 1 My granddaughter, Lily, was bullied by a classmate. Instead of apologizing, the other family was incredibly arrogant. Just because they had connections in the city government, when I went to the school, the school dared not intervene. When I went to the police, the police told me to let it go. They even arrogantly told me they had people in the court system and dared me to sue. With no other recourse, I had to take out the two Medals of Honor left by my son and daughter-in-law after their deaths and kneel at the gate of the military base. Six years ago, when the commander personally delivered these two Medals of Honor to my home, he said: My son and daughter-in-law died for their country. They were heroes, martyrs, and the pride of the nation. But now, I want to ask him again: Why is the daughter of martyrs being bullied, and no one cares? ... Just because my granddaughter is an orphan, she became the target of the school bully. She was dragged into the restroom by the bully, beaten and humiliated for seven hours, and ended up in the emergency room in critical condition. The bully, Tiffany Taft, chewed gum fearlessly. "Even if you sue me, I'm not afraid. I know the law. I'm a minor. At most, I'll get a scolding. I won't go to jail." Her expression was relaxed, showing no sign of remorse. The bully's parent also looked disdainful. "Look at you, nitpicking. You just want more money, don't you?" "I can give you money, but you have to sign a settlement agreement stating that your granddaughter's injuries were caused by her own fall and have nothing to do with my daughter!" After saying that, he took out ten thousand dollars from his bag and threw it in my face. He sneered contemptuously, "Your granddaughter gets beaten up, and you earn ten grand. There's no easier way to make money in the world." I looked at my granddaughter lying on the hospital bed, tubes inserted all over her body. Under the loose hospital gown were shocking scars. Burns, cuts, lacerations, layer upon layer. I couldn't imagine how desperate she must have been during those seven hours of bullying. But now, Lily's suffering was just a bargaining chip measured in money in their eyes. Furious, I rushed up to grab him but was pushed down. My blood pressure medicine scattered from my pocket, along with two golden star-shaped medals. I crawled over to pick them up, but he stepped on them, mocking me, "Old man, if you're not convinced, go ahead and sue us. Let me tell you, the chief judge is my cousin. See if you can win." The principal beside him signaled them to leave quickly and not agitate the victim's family any further. With that, the father and daughter swaggered away. I hurriedly picked up the two star-shaped medals stained with mud, looked at my unconscious granddaughter, and tears couldn't stop falling. Chapter 2 The principal helped me up from the ground and earnestly advised me, "The Taft family has money and power. You, an ordinary citizen, can't fight them. Sign the settlement agreement early, take some compensation, and let this matter go." "Continuing to make a fuss will only affect our school's reputation. How will parents outside view the school?" I was shocked. My granddaughter was bullied at school, and the principal's first thought was the school's reputation, not justice! I couldn't believe these words came from an educator. My granddaughter was abused into the hospital by a school bully, and a light sentence about compensation was the end of it? Shouldn't the perpetrator be punished? Seeing that he couldn't convince me, the principal lost patience. "Besides, they are willing to pay. What more do you want? Do you have to drive people to death?" The principal coldly pulled a file from his briefcase and threw it at me. "If you don't sign the settlement agreement, Lily Zhang won't be studying at our school anymore!" I couldn't believe it. To protect the bully, the principal threatened to expel my granddaughter. What right did he have to do that? The principal sneered and said that Tiffany Taft's relatives were judges, and the interpretation of the law was in their hands. I would never win a lawsuit. The school wouldn't offend the children of leaders for a poor kid like Lily Zhang. Holding my granddaughter's file, I leaned against the cold wall of the hallway. An indescribable bitterness pressed on my heart. We obviously did nothing wrong; why are we the ones getting hurt? Chapter 3 After composing myself, I returned to the ward. After waking up, Lily kept curling herself up in the quilt, refusing to come out. Seeing her shivering in the blanket, my heart ached even more. I walked over and held her in my arms. She nestled in my arms, sobbing. "Grandpa, it hurts... it's so uncomfortable..." "Tiffany Taft and the others hit me, bullied me, said I was a child with no parents, born to be bullied. But I clearly have parents." "Didn't Mom and Dad say they would come home to see me when I turned 10?" "I'm already 15? Why haven't they come back yet? Did I do something wrong, and they don't want me anymore?" "Is it because I secretly ate ice cream when I was little?" "Grandpa, can you tell Mom and Dad that I know I was wrong? I won't eat ice cream anymore. I'll be a good, obedient child..." "I miss Mom and Dad so much... If they were here, they wouldn't dare to bully Lily..." Listening to Lily's cries, I clutched the medals in my pocket, my heart aching like it was being cut by a knife. Six years ago, when the military commander handed these two medals to me, I hid them away, afraid to let Lily see them. If Lily knew the truth about her parents' sacrifice, it would mean she really had no parents... I gritted my teeth, trying hard not to let tears fall. Child, how can I tell you that your parents will never come back... "Grandpa, you said only bad kids who do wrong things get punished? But I really didn't do anything, and they rushed over to bully me..." Enduring the bitterness, I touched her head and comforted her, "Lily has always been a good child. They are the bad ones." "Bad people will definitely be punished." Lily looked at me with teary eyes, full of hope. After finally coaxing my granddaughter to sleep. I went to the police station to report the crime. But the police's answer sank my heart to the bottom. Tiffany Taft's parents were the richest people in the city, and they had relatives who were officials. Even the police were helpless against their family. The police officer sighed heavily, then looked at me with sympathy. "The city government leaders are their relatives, and they even have connections in the province. You can't fight their family. Just endure it." I walked out of the police station gate in despair. Even the police couldn't help. My heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cave. Just then, my phone beeped. I clicked it open, and my heart suddenly tightened. It was a video of Lily being bullied! Chapter 4 In the video, my granddaughter was surrounded by a group of them in a corner. They lined up to slap her face. My granddaughter curled up alone in the corner, crying helplessly. "Someone like her, unloved by her father and mother, is born for our amusement." The bully zoomed in on my daughter's face. My hand holding the phone trembled; I couldn't bear to watch any longer. Tiffany Taft's father's provocative words were sent along with the video: [Old man, is the video nice? If you don't sign the settlement agreement, believe it or not, I'll spread this video all over the internet and make your granddaughter a laughingstock!] After saying that, he sent a photo of a skinned little rabbit. Lily was born in the Year of the Rabbit, and her favorite animal was a little rabbit. I was shaking with anger. "Don't you think this is too much?" "I am too much. What can you do to me? My family has relatives in the court. Not to mention beating someone, even killing someone wouldn't require legal responsibility. Your granddaughter will be miserable, living in the shadow of being bullied for the rest of her life!" When I sent another message, he had blocked me. I tried contacting many law firms, but everyone told me they couldn't and wouldn't take this case. The Taft family really had deep connections and background, as the principal said, even having relatives in the court to help. Is it possible that justice for Lily can never be reclaimed? Lily's mental state was getting worse. She had trouble sleeping every night, and even when she fell asleep, she would wake up from nightmares. Lily cried and told me she was afraid to close her eyes because every time she did, she would dream of the day she was bullied by Tiffany Taft. I held Lily in pain, and she cried uncontrollably in my arms. "Grandpa, I just dreamed of Mom and Dad." "I dreamed they were holding me and playing in the amusement park, but not long after, they received a mission. They said the country needed to borrow them for a while, and they would come home after the mission was completed." "But Grandpa, when will the country return my parents to me?" "If Mom and Dad were with me, no one would dare to bully me because I don't have parents anymore..." "Grandpa, why don't bad people get punished?" Staring at my granddaughter's pale face, I was speechless. A wave of indescribable grief and helplessness surged in my heart. Chapter 5 The next day, I walked into the courthouse with the prosecution materials I had written overnight. I had no other choice; the indictment was my last hope. Entering the gate, I ran into Tiffany Taft's father, who was chatting and laughing with a leader. Seeing me, his face changed drastically, and he immediately ordered the security guards on duty at the door to stop me. "This old man is crazy; don't let him in!" I was pressed to the ground by security. No matter how unwilling I was, I appeared so weak in front of these people. Tiffany Taft's father stood triumphantly in front of me, throwing the torn indictment in my face: "I told you, the court leaders are all my relatives. This is not a place for you to reason. It's useless even if you sue to the heavens!" "If you know what's good for you, sign the settlement agreement quickly. Otherwise, I won't be polite!" Their laughter was like sharp knives, ruthlessly piercing my heart, making me feel incomparable humiliation and pain. Sitting alone outside the courthouse, I felt an unprecedented despair. Shouldn't the court be a place of fairness and reason? Why has it become a shelter for the powerful? Unwilling tears slid from my eyes, blurring my vision. I just wanted justice; why was it so hard... When I bent down, the medals in my pocket fell out. They rolled down the stone steps, all the way to the bottom. I picked up the medals and stared blankly at the military compound not far away. Six years ago, the military commander personally said that Lily's parents were martyrs who died for the country. The children of martyrs would be protected. If I encountered trouble in the future, I should come here to find him. He also promised that he would never let soldiers bleed and cry. I took a deep breath and limped towards the military compound. Under the gaze of the guards, I knelt at the gate of the military compound next door, raising the two medals above my head with trembling hands. "Comrade, I want to ask, are these Medals of Honor? Are my son and daughter-in-law martyrs who died for the country?" "If so, why is there no one to care when their daughter is bullied?" Under the sunlight, the golden medals shone brightly, and the bright red five-pointed stars were dazzlingly red. When the three powerful words "Medal of Honor" came into view, the guard's face changed instantly. He knew the weight of these three words too well, and now the old man held two of them.
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